15 days

I can't believe I've been in europe for 15 days. It feels a bit surreal that I'm living in Florence and traveling to different places every weekend. A group and I just got back from Munich, Germany at six a.m. monday morning. We spent all day Friday and Saturday exploring then took it easy on Sunday and hopped on a sleeper train back to Florence that night. The trip was more than I had expected. I originally planned on going to Cinque Terre with my two friends, Renata and Caroline, but I opted to get away and see the country I've been dying to visit since I was 10 years old. I've taken German classes since I was 14 years old but I was never great at the language. The culture and the people made me stick with it until I was a senior in high school. Ever since then I've wanted to visit so I did what I needed to and made it to Germany.

The first thing I noticed when I stepped off the train was that it was about 30 degrees cooler. I knew from then on I was going to like this place. Even at 6 a.m. the city was packed with tourists and locals meandering the streets. It was only about 10 minutes until we arrived at our hostel, dropped off our bags and hopped on a train to Dachau. This city held the 1st concentration camp ever built in 1933. The group followed Andre as he led us to the various buildings explaining the grotesque history and horrifying details of the camp.

I'll add on to this as soon as I get back from Paris! Hopefully with loads more to tell you, Ciao!